Land Sword Immortal's Sword Pavilion has guarded the sword for eighty years

At midnight the next day, Meng Fan arrived at the second floor of the Jiange Pavilion as usual.

Elder Lin was not surprised at all when he saw Meng Fan who had reached the realm of true martial arts.

Yesterday, he had learned about Meng Fan's sword-driving skills, which had reached the point where he could control ten long swords at the same time.

Therefore, Meng Fan's breakthrough to the Zhenwu realm overnight was completely within his expectations.

This time, Meng Fan only had one month to control ten long swords. Elder Lin was already used to it.

When he assigned tasks to Meng Fan before, he always subconsciously wanted to set a deadline.

As a result, Meng Fan severely pushed forward the deadline every time, shocking him again and again.

Now Mr. Lin is used to it. No matter how outrageous Meng Fan does, he feels it is normal and will no longer be shocked.

This time I was really not shocked anymore, not just pretending like before.

"Very good. According to this progress, maybe you can really defeat Ye Qinxin in two years." Mr. Lin looked at Meng Fan with great satisfaction.

Meng Fan smiled and said to Mr. Lin, "Master, it's not maybe, it's definitely!"

He was just a cultivator in the Tianyuan realm, and he still had nearly two years to go. Meng Fan really didn't take him seriously.

To be honest, he was a little bloated.

But there is no way, he just has this inflated qualification.

"You have just entered the realm of Zhenwu. I will not try to encourage you any further. You should practice stably first and become familiar with the realm of Zhenwu." Mr. Lin said to Meng Fan.

Mr. Lin will not arrange for Meng Fan to do this again in the short term, such as the "special training" in the Tianxin Mountains and the crazy improvement of his cultivation level.

But what Mr. Lin didn't know was that without his help, Meng Fan could quickly reach the third or fourth level of Zhenwu.

Because there is still a large wave of sword origin stored in his body, which is not consumed.

"Master, what should I improve next?" Meng Fan asked Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin was obviously prepared for Meng Fan's question.

He smiled and said: "Are you asking this question knowingly? When you reach the realm of true martial arts, where do you think you should spend your main energy?"

Meng Fan was indeed asking questions knowingly, because when he reached the Zhenwu realm, he could practice contemplation.

But he didn't have a meditation method. Even if he went to the Sutra Pavilion, he could only get a basic meditation method. Meng Fan was obviously not satisfied.

He came to see Mr. Lin today just because he wanted to get some ideas from Mr. Lin.

Of course, in fact, Meng Fan didn't even need to think about it, Mr. Lin had already prepared it in advance.

"Master, I want to learn contemplation." Meng Fan stopped beating around the bush and said to Mr. Lin proactively.

"You kid, your understanding is amazing. If you practice ordinary visualization methods, it will be a waste of your talent." Mr. Lin glanced at Meng Fan, his eyes full of expectation.

Meng Fan quickly followed and said: "This is Master Li. My disciple is looking for meditation methods on his own, but he can only find the most basic ones, so he wants to ask Master to give him a method."

Mr. Lin shook his head: "Actually, the visualization method I learned is not suitable for you. Or should I say, it is not worthy of you. With your understanding, there is a better choice!"

Meng Fan's heart skipped a beat when he heard Elder Lin's words.

This is a bit exciting.

Could it be that Mr. Lin wants to help him find a way of thinking that is stronger than what he likes to practice?

With Mr. Lin's strength and status, the visualization methods he cultivated must have been extremely powerful.

Stronger ideas...

Meng Fan felt a little excited.

"Master, what should I do?"

Mr. Lin didn't speak and was silent for a moment.

Then he suddenly stood up and walked outside the sword pavilion.

"You come with me!"

Meng Fan followed Mr. Lin obediently and left the Jiange.

After a while, Meng Fan followed Mr. Lin to a temple.

The temple is nameless, but it is filled with the atmosphere of grandeur, vastness, and boundlessness...

The momentum of this temple is not weaker than that of the Demon Locking Tower!

You must know that the Demon Locking Tower is the most mysterious building in Shushan.

And the feeling that this temple gave Meng Fan was vaguely beyond that of the Demon Locking Tower.

Meng Fan never knew that there was such a mysterious place within the Shushan Sword Sect.

Elder Lin brought Meng Fan to the front of the palace, his face full of solemnity, and his eyes full of respect and faith.

"Master, where is this place?" Meng Fan asked Mr. Lin.

"Stop talking!" Mr. Lin turned back to Meng Fan and said.

Meng Fan honestly shut up and stopped talking.

Obviously, this place is extremely sacred to the Shushan Sword Sect.

"Wait for me here first, don't move around!" Elder Lin warned Meng Fan, and then came to the front of the hall alone.

In front of the temple gate, there was an old man sitting on the ground taking a nap, looking extremely inconspicuous.

But if you think about it with your toes, you can imagine that this old man must be an extremely terrifying existence, otherwise, he would not be placed here.

Mr. Lin walked up to the old man and talked with him for a long time.

Finally, Meng Fan saw that Elder Lin handed the old man something, and then the old man nodded with satisfaction.

Then Mr. Lin came back and said to Meng Fan, "Follow me into the palace."

Then Meng Fan followed Elder Lin into the palace. When he passed by the door of the main hall, the old man smiled at Meng Fan, showing his white teeth.

Meng Fan was deeply impressed by this, because most of the old people's teeth were very yellow, and they even had one or two front teeth missing.

Not only does this old man have all his teeth, but such white teeth are indeed very rare.

After entering the main hall, Meng Fan showed a hint of surprise on his face.

There is only one high platform in the huge hall.

Other than that, there is nothing.

Meng Fan could see that there were three items enshrined on the high platform.

One sword, one tripod, one jade.

Meng Fan was shocked and his face was full of horror, because he had already vaguely made a guess.

"If the Demon Locking Tower is the forbidden area of ​​the Shushan Sword Sect, then this place can be regarded as the holy land of the Shushan Sword Sect!" Mr. Lin said to Meng Fan: "This is the Three Emperors Platform!"

Three Emperors Terrace?

What is enshrined on the Three Emperors Platform is obviously the legendary three artifacts.

Fuxi sword, Shennong tripod, Nuwa jade!

Meng Fan was stunned and said: "Master, are these the three divine weapons?"

Mr. Lin nodded: "Yes, these are the three artifacts!"

Although he had already made assumptions in his mind, Meng Fan was still filled with confusion and disbelief when he heard Mr. Lin's affirmation.

He never dreamed that Mr. Lin would bring him to see these three legendary artifacts.

It is said that the disciples of Shushan Sword Sect have all heard of the legend of the three artifacts.

But there are really not many people who can see the true appearance of the three artifacts with their own eyes!

Meng Fan really didn't expect that he would have this honor so soon and witness the elegance of the three artifacts with his own eyes.

He just wanted to gather some wool, but Mr. Lin actually gave himself the entire prairie!